Fringe Alphabet

Z - ZFT

The soldier to come is both natural and unnatural. I waited to be called up. You stay fit; stay focused, and stay ready. I wore the blacks and grays. I blended in. But the call never came. It never came. Then, that man with the glasses, he showed up at the hospital. He spoke all the old words. He said they’re coming. He needed warriors. He said… “what was written will come to pass.”